Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Kiribati and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Ice-T to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Althea and Donna,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Procol Harum,
Babytalk,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Peter & Gordon,
Grey Daturas,
Eric Dolphy,
Loose Ends,
Parry Music,
Tommy Roe,
Eden Ahbez,
Scan 7,
Tomorrow,
48th St. Collective,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ralphi Rosario,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Slits,
Todd Terry,
Lyres,
The Fortunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
X-101,
Absolute Body Control,
Cluster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hashim,
Siglo XX,
Interpol,
Duran Duran,
Scratch Acid,
The Wake,
Aswad,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ronnie Foster,
Ponytail,
Japan,
Marc Almond,
The Pretty Things,
The Human League,
Jimmy McGriff,
ABBA,
Lou Christie,
The Flesh Eaters,
Banda Bassotti,
Alice Coltrane,
Soul Sonic Force,
Maurizio,
Jeru the Damaja,
David Bowie,
the Slits,
John Cale,
The Modern Lovers,
Moss Icon,
These Immortal Souls,
Deepchord,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nico,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pylon,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.